I was ecstatic when I found out I was having boys. Because let's face it, I didn't want girls, for many reasons. But a biggie was the fact I didn't really want to go through puberty with a girl! The drama, the attitude, the eye-rolling... Oh my, I really didn't think I would be getting all that and more with my boys! And at such an early age.
Evan has become much more independent recently, which has been a wonderful thing, but along with that has come the attitude that because he is now 5, he has a say in how things are run around here, and has made it perfectly clear about his new found opinions.
Now, don't get me wrong, he by no means is out of control or anything, but he is frustrating me to the point of exhaustion. I LOVE my stubborn, out spoken, independent Evan, but I kinda don't like him much right now. OH MY, I just admitted that out loud. But come on people, I know you feel that way about your own kids sometimes but maybe just never want to admit it out loud. I'll be that parent! Okay fine, maybe I should clarify so I don't get the rude and shocked looks from all of you. I don't like the behaviors (I guess) so maybe I should say that instead of saying "I don't like my kid". But either way you look at it, I am struggling at being a kind, compassionate, loving mom right now!
The things I love about Evan are the things that are the thorn in my side - the stubborn, independent thinking, the strong will, the confidence to speak his mind to Jeremy and me. All these things are amazing attributes to have but also are completely frustrating when he uses them against me - his mother!
I have incorporated more prayer, more deep breathing, more bathroom breaks with a locked door (for the quiet time), more wine (okay just joking on this one), more quiet times for the boys, more workouts in hopes I make it through this time with Evan.
And in the words of my very smart and independent young man in a disagreement between the two of us, "Mom I dooooo know it all, 2+2 = 5, so there!"